Madonna She's carrying boxes of her clothes up our six enormous flights of SoHo stairs all sweaty and panting in the relentless humidity of a New York summer, trying to hide her exhaustion from the boys helping out. Crap actress. "Hey, want some ice cold lemonade?" I ask ... "No" she smirked. "OK, fine," I said to her, "The boys and I will just drink it all up while watching you schlep like a stubborn, overheated maniac." She never spoke to me like that again.
Don Johnson "Come on Karon, let's go horseback riding in Palm Springs this weekend, Donnie said to me at The Daisy, the club on Rodeo Drive where we met. The next thing I know, we're on the highway half way there, stopping at Hadley's for some strawberry wine, of which my teenage mouth had never before touched. As we get to the house on Mesquite Drive he looks at me and pulls off his clothes as we jump into the pool. I did keep my panties on, for a while ...
Holly Woodlawn One night during a very mild summer in New York City, I took LSD with some boyfriends in the village. As we walked the mad streets downtown laughing, we thought to stop by Holly's to see if she would look after us on our trip. She lived on a tiny block off West 4th Street. Of course she said, "YEEESSSS Darlings, gimme a minute." Back in a flash she was wearing a glittery aqua poncho on top, hair aglow teased up high, giant shiny earrings, a ton of red lipstick and lotsa' black and lilac colored eye makeup. On the bottom, blue jeans and beat up sneakers. It was as hilarious, as was she, and away we went ...
Jim Rado & Gerry Ragni Driving down Sunset from ballet class with my Mom just before dusk in LA, I suddenly looked right and out of the corner of my eye I spotted two gorgeous guys with long hair in leather pants, feathers and beads. "Mom, pull over fast," I said. I jumped outta' the car and bumped right into Jim Rado and Gerry Ragni. I told them how my Mom had taken me to see "HAIR," and how it changed me forever! We talked and laughed, and as the stars would have it, we became great, great lifelong friends throughout the coming years ...
Todd Rundgren The most fantastic white soul singer and sweetheart of a guy. When my skinny dickwad graffiti artist boyfriend with a big mouth got into a fight with a really oversized awful boy at the Roxy one night in New York, lets say, he hadda' get outta' town fast! I called my friend Todd, who lived far away from the city in Woodstock, and he graciously gave us his guest house to hide out in. The adventures ensue ...
Warren Beatty I was standing at the counter at MFK's at The Beverly Wilshire when I heard a man behind me say, "You have beautiful hair, I want to take you for dinner." I looked around, and it was Warren Beatty. I knew his reputation! I was a teenager, and I said, "Sorry, I can't." He insisted saying, "Tell me your phone number, I'll memorize it, call you tomorrow at 6:00 and come pick you up." I said, "Nope." But he wouldn't quit, so I blurted out my number, thinking he would never remember it and walked away. The next day at 6:00 PM the phone rang ...
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